Real estate for real

Real estate and I have a very odd relationship. Why? Because my husband just finished work. It is almost 10pm on a Wednesday and he just got off the phone with an agent, the seller, the agent, and his seller then his dad. All while I wait patiently in hopes that I didn't skip modern family to hang out with him for nothing, which I did. I know it's not the end of the world, but it's my reality. And sometimes that reality isn't exactly perfect. Plus, this is night 2 of this week that I thought we would enjoy a full night together just us until work gets in the way. It makes me very thankful that I do not have the same situation. I may have some late nights, but when I leave - I leave. Done. With real estate that isn't ever the case.

And lets not forget that he could do all of this work with no paycheck in the end. It has happened many times - so many I won't even tell you all the times and what happened. But he always gets back up and keeps going.

Then, there is the other view. He has a fairly flexible schedule that definitely works in my favor. Ellie has a grooming and needs someone to stay home while they groom outside - no brainer, that's Chris. We go on vacation, he doesn't have to take vacation days (although he could also be on the phone all day with a deal while trying to get some pool time in). Do I need the oil changed in my car? Chris does it because it's harder for me to get someone to follow me, drop the car off, go back later. Chris can work while waiting.

So, Real Estate - I love you. And I strongly dislike you. But I am always thankful for you and the fact that my husband loves his job and serves so many wonderful families because of you.

Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all.
Sam Ewing